歌曲 | I Want the Angel |
歌手 | Jim Carroll |
专辑 | Catholic Boy |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Carroll, Linsley | |
I want the angel | |
Whose dreams are fatal | |
They cause the snake's milk to run and curdle | |
I want the angel | |
Whose darkness doubles | |
It absorbs the brilliance of all my troubles | |
I want the angel | |
That will not shatter | |
Every time i whisper, "girl it does not matter" | |
I want the angel | |
Who's got the proof | |
She signals her devotion from the rails on the roof | |
I want the angel | |
That comes to stay | |
She don't let lawyers and ambition lead her away | |
I want the angel | |
Whose eyes are raving | |
Who takes what i'm giving and not what i'm saving | |
I want the angel | |
Whose bones are so sharp | |
That they can break through their own excuses | |
Well, to be a blind man, | |
Hey, that would be a fine thing | |
Then i could dream at night of total strangers | |
And all the music would be so spaceless | |
And all the women would be so faceless, | |
They'd be so faceless they'd be like old film | |
Just like old film i never did process | |
I want the angel | |
That knows the sky | |
She got virtue, she got the parallel light in her eye | |
I want the angel | |
That's partly lame | |
She filters clarity from her desperate shame | |
I want the angel | |
That knows rejection | |
Who's like a whore in love with her own reflection | |
I want the angel | |
Whose touch don't miss | |
When the blood comes through the dropper like a thick red kiss | |
If i could break through i could be certain | |
But this obsession is like some fiery curtain | |
All the numbers reduced to zero | |
And those who died young, they are my heroes | |
They are my heroes, they took the walk | |
Where the heart made sense and the mind can't talk | |
I want the angel | |
Whose child don't weep | |
She's got dreams designed for eternal sleep | |
I want the angel | |
That will not change | |
Into a four-legged monster in love with the strange | |
I want the angel | |
That never chooses | |
And don't come running back every time she loses | |
But i want the angel that never loses |
zuo ci : Carroll, Linsley | |
I want the angel | |
Whose dreams are fatal | |
They cause the snake' s milk to run and curdle | |
I want the angel | |
Whose darkness doubles | |
It absorbs the brilliance of all my troubles | |
I want the angel | |
That will not shatter | |
Every time i whisper, " girl it does not matter" | |
I want the angel | |
Who' s got the proof | |
She signals her devotion from the rails on the roof | |
I want the angel | |
That comes to stay | |
She don' t let lawyers and ambition lead her away | |
I want the angel | |
Whose eyes are raving | |
Who takes what i' m giving and not what i' m saving | |
I want the angel | |
Whose bones are so sharp | |
That they can break through their own excuses | |
Well, to be a blind man, | |
Hey, that would be a fine thing | |
Then i could dream at night of total strangers | |
And all the music would be so spaceless | |
And all the women would be so faceless, | |
They' d be so faceless they' d be like old film | |
Just like old film i never did process | |
I want the angel | |
That knows the sky | |
She got virtue, she got the parallel light in her eye | |
I want the angel | |
That' s partly lame | |
She filters clarity from her desperate shame | |
I want the angel | |
That knows rejection | |
Who' s like a whore in love with her own reflection | |
I want the angel | |
Whose touch don' t miss | |
When the blood comes through the dropper like a thick red kiss | |
If i could break through i could be certain | |
But this obsession is like some fiery curtain | |
All the numbers reduced to zero | |
And those who died young, they are my heroes | |
They are my heroes, they took the walk | |
Where the heart made sense and the mind can' t talk | |
I want the angel | |
Whose child don' t weep | |
She' s got dreams designed for eternal sleep | |
I want the angel | |
That will not change | |
Into a fourlegged monster in love with the strange | |
I want the angel | |
That never chooses | |
And don' t come running back every time she loses | |
But i want the angel that never loses |
zuò cí : Carroll, Linsley | |
I want the angel | |
Whose dreams are fatal | |
They cause the snake' s milk to run and curdle | |
I want the angel | |
Whose darkness doubles | |
It absorbs the brilliance of all my troubles | |
I want the angel | |
That will not shatter | |
Every time i whisper, " girl it does not matter" | |
I want the angel | |
Who' s got the proof | |
She signals her devotion from the rails on the roof | |
I want the angel | |
That comes to stay | |
She don' t let lawyers and ambition lead her away | |
I want the angel | |
Whose eyes are raving | |
Who takes what i' m giving and not what i' m saving | |
I want the angel | |
Whose bones are so sharp | |
That they can break through their own excuses | |
Well, to be a blind man, | |
Hey, that would be a fine thing | |
Then i could dream at night of total strangers | |
And all the music would be so spaceless | |
And all the women would be so faceless, | |
They' d be so faceless they' d be like old film | |
Just like old film i never did process | |
I want the angel | |
That knows the sky | |
She got virtue, she got the parallel light in her eye | |
I want the angel | |
That' s partly lame | |
She filters clarity from her desperate shame | |
I want the angel | |
That knows rejection | |
Who' s like a whore in love with her own reflection | |
I want the angel | |
Whose touch don' t miss | |
When the blood comes through the dropper like a thick red kiss | |
If i could break through i could be certain | |
But this obsession is like some fiery curtain | |
All the numbers reduced to zero | |
And those who died young, they are my heroes | |
They are my heroes, they took the walk | |
Where the heart made sense and the mind can' t talk | |
I want the angel | |
Whose child don' t weep | |
She' s got dreams designed for eternal sleep | |
I want the angel | |
That will not change | |
Into a fourlegged monster in love with the strange | |
I want the angel | |
That never chooses | |
And don' t come running back every time she loses | |
But i want the angel that never loses |